Beauty's Devil Guard

In the dead of night, Xiao Yi sat in the middle of Xiao's villa.

The light is bright, shining on Xiao Yi's bright and dark face. When I think of Xiao Chenfei's death, I closed my eyes at the end.

"I hope you put it down after all."

Xiao Yi lit a cigarette for himself, with a slap. Lighter burning a faint flame, shining in the light, looks so weak.

In the magic city, the winter wind is as cold as ever.

The news of Xiao Chenfei's death spread rapidly. When Xiao Chaoran learned the news, he was silent for a long time. Immediately, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "it's just that the world is too cruel. I don't know whether the world has changed us or we have changed the world. The wind is too strong and the rain is too fast. It's no longer the same year when you took my hand and passed by the ancient mossy road in the breeze and drizzle... "

In the Xiao's courtyard, in the Ju Garden.

After Xiao shuihan learned the news, his face muscles twitched. Immediately, looking at the man who came to report, he asked in a low voice, "young master, are you out tonight?"

"yes, just came back." In front of this man hesitated for a while, or open mouth according to the truth answer.

Xiao shuihan trembled all over his body, then waved his hand and said, "OK, you can go."

The visitor bowed, turned around and quickly disappeared into the night. Xiao shuihan stood in the Juyuan garden, and his whole body was silent. The body, like a crooked branch, stood still in the night.

"After all, you did." With the deepening of the night, Xiao shuihan trembled all over his body, and began to murmur: "the hero is like him, the hero is like him, who is the robber?"

his voice dissipated in the night, and Xiao shuihan looked so bleak all over his body.

Xiao Chenfei's funeral was held as scheduled three days later. However, the whole funeral was quite simple. It's not as powerful as it was in front of him.

At the time of burial, it rained heavily.

The whole sky, as if in this moment flooded up.

Xiao Yixiao is detached from Xiao shuihan. Three generations of people are standing in the rain. Next to them are the Xiao family, holding up a big black umbrella. Everyone is beginning to sob in a low voice, but who is true and who is false can understand.

In the big black coffin is Xiao Chenfei's body.

According to Xiao Chen's request before flying, he was buried. This last wish was achieved for him by the Xiao family.

Xiao Chenfei once said that if it is really cremation. Well, it's really frustrating. Even if I went to Jiuyou hell, I'm afraid I couldn't find my complete soul.

This is in accordance with the old tradition of burial.

And this cemetery, known as the ghost cemetery. It was a piece of land bought by Xiao Baoshui at a high price. Zhongtian of this whole graveyard only bought Xiao Chenfei.

Although Xiao Chen flies before the body has a thousand not, all kinds of right and wrong. However, the blood of the Xiao family is still flowing in the body after all.

Coffin into the earth, all right and wrong are buried in the earth.

The rain pattered on the whole land. Xiao Yi didn't move, and his whole body seemed to solidify. For a moment, my heart was full of mixed feelings.

There are only six words on the epitaph: love, hate and miss.

These are six characters written on the tombstone of Xiao Jinghan. Let Xiao Chaoran in the side, this moment is to see a burst of tears. Think of Xiao Chenfei's life, these six words can be summed up.

After Xiao shuihan's experience of the world, the whole person finally got through. When we look at things, we can get to the point.

The funeral came to an end, but the rain was still heavy.

"I think, after the first seven days of my uncle's life. Well, I want to go back to the capital. " Xiao Yi stood under the big black umbrella and said hoarsely.

"To the capital?" Xiao shuihan suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Yi through the rain curtain. "The capital is another world. You have to be very careful when you go to the capital. You have a close relationship with the Qin family, but you have to understand that being with you is like being with a tiger. "

Xiao Yi nodded and suddenly thought of Qin Zhitao in his mind.

His face was gloomy and he said in a low voice: "I will not serve anyone. Who wants to use me. Well, you have to think it over. This time, I went to Beijing to connect my girlfriend with Jianghai. At that time, it's almost new year's day. Take them to see my father and grandfather. "

"Oh." Xiao shuihan nodded and continued: "we didn't want to get involved in your feelings. However, men have to get married. Xiao Yi, you have to figure it out then. A woman's beauty is as gentle as water, but once it turns against her. In that case, you will become a scorpion, and you may have a fatal attack at any time. "

"I know, I believe my woman will love me as before." Xiao Yi didn't have the slightest hesitation. At this time, he said firmly: "similarly, I won't let any of my women down. We'll talk about our children's private affairs later. At present, Feiyang group has just started. All this, when you are successful, it's time to plan well. ""Success and fame?"

"that's not enough." Xiao Yi took a deep breath and said, "I think my master is quite dissatisfied with my current achievements."

Listen to Xiao Yi mention Li Taibai, Xiao shuihan finally silent down. Slightly Leng next body, then turn around a way: "these business affairs, you and detached discuss."

Night gradually covered down, Xiao Chenfei has been buried in the soil.

The rain washed down and washed the yellow soil everywhere.

The whole sky was black.

Xiao Yixiao and Xiao Chenfei have all left here, but there is only a desolation left.

However, no one thought of it. At this time, a group of people suddenly appeared in the ghost cemetery. In the rain, the action is swift and orderly.

In the rain, these people are full of evil spirit.

In front of the big man, it turned out that Hong Wentian, the long lost leader of Hongmen. This generation of gangsters, when the final battle collapsed.

He was quick and quickly reduced the power of Hongmen again and again.

Hong Wentian is quite clear that Tianji Pavilion is gone. Then, the underground forces in China can no longer be shaken by themselves.

Without Tianji Pavilion, Hongmen is like a tiger without teeth.

All the enemies of the past are entangled one after another. This makes Hong Wentian have to step back, like a mouse crossing the street, everyone yells.

The territory under our hands is lost one after another.

Hongmen has disappeared completely on this land. Finally, Hong Wentian's body was found in the river on the outskirts of the capital. Everything is over.

But now Hong Wentian appears in the ghost cemetery.

Hong Wentian's whole body is wet, and the rain on his body is dripping on the ground.

Beside him stood an old man in a blue shirt. In this rain water, hair and hair are white, but the whole body is dry. The rain did not wet the old man.

He is all dry, and now he is looking at the grave where Xiao Chenfei is buried.

The whole person began to look up and down.

"Master Wuzhen, are you sure?" after Hong Wentian was silent for a long time, he turned to the old master Wuzhen and asked hoarsely.

Behind him stood a large group of Hongmen children.

For a long time, I've been wandering around like a street mouse. This makes life very difficult for these people. Now, it's a mess.

Standing in the rain motionless, the old brothers are scattered.

The rest of these people are all of Hongmen.

"Before he died, did he eat the pill?" Wu Zhen asked again.

Hong Wentian nodded his head hard and said in affirmation: "yes, of course. We all witnessed with our own eyes that Xiao Chenfei once ate the pill. He already knew that Xiao Yi was coming to seek revenge, so this was his last hope. However, he did not know the real effect of the ancient magic pill. "

The strange husky voice of Tianhong asked. Especially the smile, like a knife cutting on the foam, sounds like a pain.

"He thought he could be reborn?" Wu said with a disdainful smile: "we ancient witches in southern Xinjiang do have this means to understand the world. However, in the world, no one can be reborn. It's like thousands of years, no one can live forever. What an idiot, ridiculous... "

Hong asked Tian with a Gaga smile and continued: "if it wasn't like this, how could Xiao Chenfei be so obedient and die? I told him after he died. We can bring him back to life and strengthen him a hundred times. In the future, you can collapse mountains and rocks and destroy Xiaoyi. "

"Come on, don't talk such nonsense." Wu Zhen seemed a little impatient: "I've seen the terrain here. It's very good. The burial person takes advantage of the Qi, the Qi takes advantage of the wind to disperse, and the boundary water to stop. The ancients gathered together to make sure that they didn't disperse, and the action to make sure that there was a stop, so the water was the first, and the wind was the second. Now, I use our ancient Witch of Nanji, plus the witch pill. Then, it is possible for us to revive Xiao Chenfei. But it's not him who survives, it's the ancient wizard king. It's a magic pill that has been preserved for thousands of years in our family. "

"Well, let's invite master Wuzhen to cast the spell." When Hong asked the sky, he was very happy.

Although Tianji pavilion has been destroyed, Wu Zhen, the mysterious elder who was born in Tianji Pavilion, is still alive. Over the years, however, he was not in the cabinet and avoided a disaster.